Jenny has said at least one a month, so this was July’s. It was hot, but not (as I understand it) NYC-hot. I hear it’s miserable there now. Well..that’s that.
Many of you know what an S240 is. Sub-24-Hour Overnight—and often they’re 15 hours, RiV-to-RIV, because we’re so close. They’re strictly illegal, and for that we’re sorry. We always leave the hill better than we found them—I know that because nobody litters and I always come back with some junk I found.
Here are some pix from last night’s.
This is ten minutes out from HQ, on the road.
From left: Brian on his Homer. Manny on his Sam. Scott on his Bomba. Jenny on her 2tt 59 Homer. Sean on a Surley (he has a Sam, but his Sam is distant for another month).
Well, ten seconds later. It was about 93 degrees, low humidity.
Sometimes it’s just a Grunt Fandango.
Manny and Jenny following.
Well…Manny weighs nothing.
Jenny showing the normal way up. This hill was on our last catalogue cover, or the one before that. Anyway, about 8 years ago.
Manny can’t ride everything. Neck to knee in J. Crew. He’s a teacher, and teachers get deals on it.
Manny’s face. Manny usually shoots photos, so I wanted to get him in these. J. Crew glasses, too? Maybe.
Brian, Scott (f/t teacher, does not take advantage of the J. Crew discount. Works at RIV summers and some saturdays); and Manny.
My tent near, Brian’s far.
My bike with SaddleSack Large in back, Slickster (discontinued) bag in front. My entire kit for this trip:
Sleeping bag, pad, pillow, VBL
Tent (Anjan 2)
Book (A Constellation of Vital Phenomena, by Anthony Marra)
Wool longies, Ss wool top, thin wool sox, thicker wool top didn’t use it
Knife, extra sharp cheddar
Two light but bulky foam pads for lying around on
Two bottles water (drank one)
Empty bottle for … inside the tent use
Today a fellow called and this happened when a stick or something rode his tire up and under the fender. This cannot happen when the fender has a quick-release, as SKS fenders go. Rider is OK, but it happened 3 days ago, and today’s the first day he’s able to talk.
That’s quite a bent fork and wrecked-up fender. Here’s a closerupper:
Don’t be going guessing what was wrong with the fork, because the answer is nothing. This is exactly how a fork is supposed to behave. Somehow he’ll be on a new fork. Maybe new blades brazed into the crown, maybe we’ll keep this as a museum piece and he’ll buy a new fork. Important thing is he’s safe.
Keven is planning the first ever Rivendell Grin Fundo ride for August. If you’re local and can pony up the minimal dough, stay tuned. It’ll be a lot like the last one, but maybe not as much of a Grunt Fandango as that was.
We are closing in, but are by no means locked into a separate smaller retail place downer towner than we are here. By November, maybe. It could be good for us. The rent will be barely do-able—-it’s nervous-making in that way, but after nearly 20 years of stealthness, it may be time.
LFLS (Looking for a Latin scholar)
Simple, three to seven word translation. PM<—-private message
don’t refer me to your pal. i’m looking for one-stop shopping and you have to know Latin, be able to translate Eng to Latin. Quck freebie, is what I’m after. If you can do it in that spirit and without ‘specting a Sam for it, then…I’m all ears. If you’re reading this after Sunday the 21, probably I’ve gotten the answer already. I hope. Thanks. (And if I get more than one answer and the answers vary, please don’t get bummed if I don’t pick your variation. I know it’s just as good!